Open Magnate Apocalypse

[Chaon]

Hey everyone! Welcome to Magnate Apocalypse!

Setting: A post-apocalyptic world where all signs of life have been eliminated by the Daeva, who are controlled by Daeva magnates. Pretty much the Earth is now a barren wasteland. It is almost always very dark, because in humanity's final fight against the daeva, they sent out a massive nuclear blast that sent layers of dust into the atmosphere, blocking out the sun in almost all places. Spots of sunlight are rare occurrences.

Plot: You are a group of humans who have survived the attack of the Daeva by using the poison of the sea urchin's quill to simulate death. The Daeva saw you as corpses and quickly passed over you to find other prey. Now you have awakened from your simulated death to an apocalyptic world. Realizing that you have no way to find food, water, shelter, or defense, you each join one Daeva Magnate, and become a Daeva. Now you must do your Master's bidding.

Additional Rules: Just in general, be a good RPer. If you are new to RPing, at least try to keep your spelling and grammar in check, or come to another member of the RP for help.

Profile

Name:

Age:

Personality: {May be PO}

Magnate Affiliate: {Which Daeva Magnate you have joined. There are 6 and they are as follows: Tehroth, Magnate Insectae (Insect Magnate), Bhethtan, Magnate Lupus (Wolf Magnate), Draeth, Magnate Verminus (Rat Magnate), Okhai, Magnate Tarragon (Dragon Magnate), Lohk, Magnate Anglus (Fish Magnate), Xask, Magnate Umbrus (Shadow Magnate).

Appearance: {Must have something to do with your Magnate afilliate. i.e. An affiliate of Tehroth must look something like some kind of insect. Maybe have insect like wings, or pincers, or even a scorpion's tail. This can be taken as far as you want to.}

History: {What your life was like before the Daeva attacked.}

Weapon: {Your weapon can be manufactured by your Magnate, or a natural weapon attached to your body. i.e. Steel dagger, or claws.

Post your bio and wait for approval before posting please. Also, wait for an opening to jump in. I'll let you know when that might be once your bio is accepted.

Here's my bio.

Name: Haerith

Age: 15 (Daeva Years/ was 25 when he was first changed, and has been a Daeva for two years. Your age in Daeva years is your age -12 years.)

Personality: Is reluctant to embrace his new form, and therefore is considered very weak by Daeva standards. Though he knows he can be very powerful, he fears that he may become emotionless and out of control. His true power is yet to be shown...

Magnate Affiliate: Draeth, Magnate Verminus

Appearance: Mostly just a giant rat, twice the size of a normal human when on his hind legs, but with a few changes. First of all, he's got an extra set of legs, making six in total. Also, he has a quality quite like hydra. If you chop off his head, two more appear. When he woke up, he found that a Daeva had feasted on one of his arms, because it was missing. When he became a Daeva, he pleaded the Magnate to heal it, but to no avail. The arm had a poison that kept it from healing, even with the help of Daevonic energy, it was unrepairable. So he used his brilliant mechanical skills to create a new metallic arm. The foremost right arm/leg is mechanical. And most noticable of all, he has an evil eye. Will kill a human instantly if they look into it, but Daeva are only disoriented by its gaze, and Magnates are completely unaffected by it. An evil eyes changes the eye into a black void, which is what makes it so noticable.

History: Before the attack of the Daeva, Haerith had a good life. He had a wife, and a son, a good job as a mechanic. He was said to be the best mechanic in the world. His many inventions had provided numerous services to the world. But nothing he invented could prevent the attack of the Daeva. He would never invent weapons. It was against his principles and supported his pacifist ways. Now that he has lost everything, he is bitter and has cast away his pacifist ways. When he heard the approaching Daeva coming towards his house, he was supposed to give the poison to his wife, but his wife wold not take it. Though he forced the syringe into her hands, he could not force the poison into her veins. When he awoke, greif took him. That was that.

Weapon: Aside from his metallic arm, his teeth are huge, and very sharp. A rat's teeth never stop growing, so he must gnaw on rocks or bones to keep them from locking. His tail is also huge and powerful, and even just the size of his body is a weapon against those who are smaller than him. He can also swallow smaller beings whole, and the acid of his stomach burns them into nothing. Can also regurgitate acid, although the acid is far less lethal once regurgitated.

 

[Exo-Raikou]

Name: Ferox

Age: 26

Personality: Savage. Ferox is glad to do the bidding of his master, so long as the orders begin with "Hunt" and end with "And Kill." He doesn't really care about what happens to any of the Daeva, so long as he has a chance to hunt something down and rip it to shreds. His genocidal zeal is often found disturbing by other members of the clan.

Magnate Affiliate: Tehroth, Magnate Insectae

Appearance: Ferox has nearly given himself completely over to his Daeva shape, as he has multiple, claw-like legs growing out his side, his arms have transformed completely into insectoid limbs that end in deadly claws. He also has a tail that ends in a stinger sharp enough to pierce iron. Said stinger is also coated with a venom that- if left untreated for an undetermined amount of time- will inevitably become fatal. Strangest of all are the four wings that sprout from his back, giving him the appearance of a giant winged scorpion.

History: Oddly enough, prior to the Daeva, Ferox was a reclusive, antisocial human. Only his closest friends would ever speak with him, and they were few and far between. When the Daeva struck, Ferox was one of the first who hid himself away. When he woke up, he barely remembered anything, name included, and the sight of all the destruction is what drove him savage. There was that, and the fact that he completely changed himself. The name "Ferox" was given to him by a Daeva in the clan, after they learned that he could not remember his.

Weapon: Ferox's main weapon is his claws, which can shred even the toughest of substances. His tail is another deadly weapon, as it can extend many times its original length. His preferred method of fighting is to take the enemy by surprise, and then tear straight through them with his claws and stinger. Despite how reckless this sounds, it is a surprisingly efficient strategy

 

[Stormecho]

Fweee, guess who is based off of the Nazgul-mounts from LoTR? =D

Name: Faelynn

Age: 17

Personality: Fae is coldly intelligent, weighing the priorities of everything she does. She never wanted to die, and thinks of her new form as neccessary. She will fight and cause havoc if needed, but prefers to simply fly and watch for the most part. She can be quite manipulating, testing the reactions of others, but is never fully hostile towards anyone, human or Daeva. She has quite the sarcastic wit, and uses it impartially.

Magnate Affiliate: Okhai, Magnate Tarragon

Appearance: Faelynn does not resemble a human at all, except, perhaps, in height. Her appearance is that of a dragon, yes, but not the noble beasts of legend. When she became a Daeva, she grew to be about head and shoulders taller than an average human. Her skeletal structure has completely changed to that of a feral beast, and though she still moves about on two legs, they resembles talons. Rather than scales, she is covered with dull black hide. She grew wings as well, which are clawed at the very tip. Long, slim spines dot her back. Both her tail and neck are quite long, allowing her to use her tail as a heavy whip when needed. Her eyes are bright yellow, with slitted pupils.

History: Fae had a pretty average life, living on her own and roaming around as a freelance writer. She wasn't attached to anyone, and didn't feel worried about anyone else when the apocalyspe hit. However, she did not want to die. Dying meant the end of everything, and even if there were hardly any human survivors, she felt the need to keep going. Thus, after some thinking, she pledged to the Daeva Okhai in return for staying alive.

Weapon: Claws, fangs, tail.

Fail at history. D: Sorry.

 

[Chaon]

Exo-Raikou and Stormecho both approved! Welcome guys!

 

[Kali the Flygon]

Reserve please.. *right now, can't decide between dragon and insect... wish I could be a mutated hybrid of both XD*

 

[Grass King]

Name: Galeocerdo

Age: 17

Personality: Maintains a calm aura, but when he tastes blood, he goes into frenzy. He prefers to let others do his dirtywork.

Magnate Affiliate: Lohk, Magnate Anglus

Appearance: From his chest upwards, he is covered in articulated armored plates. Below that, his body is covered in blue and black scales, with a few scraps of human flesh remaining. He has five rows of teeth, much like sharks, and a large dorsal fin, and a smaller fin on each forearm. His fingers and toes are webbed, and he has a tail. He has gills, which can be located just below his natural armor, as well as lungs. On his right forearm, he has a protruding Stingray spine. He also has an antenna protruding from his forehead, where the tip can be lighten up.

History: He used to be a quiet human, who preferred to observe. He worked better with computers than other humans, and when we wasn't using some form of technology, he would be reading. Once the attacks began, he bought enough toxins to save himself and his few friends. Unfortunately, the Daeva got to his friends before he could. He then gave the rest of the toxins to a family, before using the last one on himself. When he awoke, the family he had helped were nowhere in sight.

Weapon: His teeth are razor sharp. The stingray spine on his arm can be used to attack the enemy, and release a small amount of venom. He usually carries a harpoon with him, which has a chain attached to the end, with the other end of the chain being wrapped around his wrist.

 

[Chaon]

Kali, reserved, but no hybrids, and Grass King, accepted. Welcome Grass King!

 

[Kali the Flygon]

All right. Well, after talking with Chaon a little bit, I've decided to make an insect character, but also have control over the dragon Magnate (as a separate character). I'll have my forms up later today, but I have to go right now.

 

[Crazy Linoone]

Reserving a spot please?

Linoone may or may not finish the form today. Linoone will, however, finish it sometime this week.

 

[Chaon]

Albsolutely. Reserved.

 

[Minnow]

Question: does the Weapon have to necessarily be an actual, melee or ranged weapon? Or can it be more of just an offensive ability they have? If not, could such an ability, offensive or not, simply be included in the appearance, as long as it's not overpowered?

As an example, I was thinking of doing Xask, Magnate Umbrus and having his weapon/ability/attack be something to do with binding with inanimate objects to use as weapons, either by kind of attaching them to his body, or, for large objects, going -inside- it and controlling/puppetting/haunting it or whatever.

And, uh, can I reserve a spot?

 

[Chaon]

Any powers/abilities are included as weapons and the idea is approved. In truth I added Xask was to see how creative RPers can get. Reserved.

 

[Minnow]

Cool, thanks. I'll put up my form soon.

EDIT: Put up my form.

Name: James Rhys
Age: 24
Magnate Affiliate: Xask, Magnate Umbrus

Personality: A medley of depression, insanity, and paranoia on the surface, but if his mind wasn't so disrupted he would be a rather empathetic and caring individual, but shy and not a natural leader. Anxiety ranging from slight nervousness to outright paranoia, depending on his current mental state. Most of his original personality I'll play out, because it will take a while for him to be broken back down to normal.

Appearance: James has a shadowy, vaguely humanoid form. Essentially, his normal form is rather nondescript. A three dimensional shadow, levitating a few feet off the ground, arms drooping at his sides, and a pair of glowing white eyes.

Kind of like this, but no teeth, less creepy, and more amorphous.

History: He lived a relatively normal life, perhaps with a slightly unhinged personality, but normal nonetheless until when, several years ago, his best friend was killed in a spectacular accident involving a Camaro and a house fire. Mildly addled as he already was, he became convinced that it had been murder, and began obsessing over finding the culprit.

Cutting himself off from other friends and family he wasted away the next few years, becoming more and more unstable until finally snapping and killing his father, thinking him to be responsible for his friend's death. After being caught and thrown into prison pending his trial he became immensely depressed, realizing all his mistakes and actions. After trying to commit suicide multiple times he was transferred to a mental hospital, and was deemed insane at the time of his father's death.

After the Daevas' initial attack he managed to escape the hospital, following a small group of people fleeing the city and was soon told by others in the group that using the sea urchin quills were the only way to survive. He decided that he preferred to die rather than try to survive the attack, but the group, thinking him to be off his rocker from his mannerisms and decisions, forced it upon him. He soon fell into a simulated state of death.

Weapon: James has the ability to go -inside- and posses nearly any inanimate object and control it to a reasonable extent. His entire body becomes spiritually bonded with the object, and stays within it until he either chooses to depart, or the object is completely destroyed, although if the object in question becomes significantly broken then he'll usually leave of his own volition (a broken gun is much less apt as a weapon than a whole one).

The object which James possesses can be moved and operated in some cases to an extent. Something completely inanimate, such as a pipe or rock or something can move on its own power when possessed. Either by semi-normal methods (ie: a coin rolling, a rock wobbling, a door opening and closing) or, in extreme cases, actual levitation, as when James is in his normal form. However, this takes a lot out of James and he doesn't like to employ it too often. Other things, which either can really move almost by themselves (a car, a boat, a robot, a balloon) or objects that could reasonably be assumed to move when possessed (a statue, a doll, a suit of armor. Artistic license here) can also be controlled, and in a much more complete manner.

When possessing inanimate weapons, they can be used or fired as if being held by a normal being.

The size of the object being possessed can vary. It takes more energy for larger objects, but James can posses objects as large as houses when in extreme situations.

When not possessing anything James remains in his natural form. However this form is rather vulnerable and James prefers to remain within other objects. When in his natural form he can be harmed almost as easily a human being. While, being as he is, it is hard to separate some of his body parts from others, it is not impossible, and there is no way for him to heal from such an injury, although the separate body parts can still act on their own. James' power lessens as less of his body remains together, and if split into enough pieces he would be almost powerless.

Additionally, extremely high temperatures can melt his body-material, killing parts of him outright.

Jesus, I've got to stop taking out my creative urges on RPs instead of actually writing something. *sigh*

 

[Chaon]

Minnow approved. I think we can start now. Have fun all!

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Haerith scurried out of the small cave of metal he had taken shelter in and began to gnaw and random scrap lying on the dirt. The air was still thick with dust, and had he still been human, he would have coughed. But being a Daeva had its advantages, as much as he hated not being human. After finally chewing a piece of metal to bits, he ran further into the wreckage. This had once been... Stockholm? It was hard to tell, but just trying to remember the name of something vaguely human was pretty much forbidden, and he tried to forget it had been anything but a useless pile of rubble. He sighed. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't stop thinking about his family. He still missed them so much. He had grieved for hours before stumbling into Draeth's lair, but he still hadn't gotten over them completely. He stared out into the dark landscape and wondered what he would be doing now if the Daeva hadn't attacked. Eating breakfast? Or maybe lunch? It was hard to tell if it was morning, afternoon, or night since light of any kind was rare. Haerith sat down on a torn half of a car hood, and let his mind wander. Several minutes later, he heard something move underneath a scrap of metal. He quickly moved over to it and lifted the scrap, and out scurried a cockroach. Haerith was getting frustrated. It figured that those damned bugs would be the only thing that survive. Every time he gets his hopes up that there might be some life left on this ruined planet, it turns out to be a bug looking for food. He snorted and stamped on the cockroach angrily. "Damn bugs," he muttered and picked up another scrap of metal to gnaw on. What a useless existence.

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((Registrations are still open, for any others interested.))

 

[Grass King]

Galeocerdo pulled himself up onto the large slab of rock, which he called home. It was more of a cave without a door, instead having a hole on the floor, which leads straight to the ocean. He looked over at the bones of his many victims, and reached down into the water again, before pulling up his newest prize, and latest victim. He ripped off an arm, before he started to devour the meat, going into a frenzy as soon as he tasted the blood.

 

[Minnow]

Somewhere off the coast of an unspecified landmass James drifted slowly amongst the waves. He knew that it was the only escape from the horrific world ashore was the sea, and he tried to spend as much time as he could out there.

He knew to be wary, however. Idling too long could attract Xask's attention, which was definitely a bad idea. Best to stay on the good side of things.

James let his mind wonder for a few moments before spotting a small green patch atop the water. Snatching it up he examined it closely. Algae. Disgusting, but it was the only edible thing James had found out here so far. He didn't consider cockroaches edible.

In fact, James wasn't quite sure whether he actually needed to eat anymore, considering his new form, but he tried to anyway, lest he lose strength or focus.

Closing his eyes, James forced down the algae and turned towards the shore. Sighing, he began to move towards it. He couldn't keep his work waiting.

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Uh, question. The initial post mentions "doing our master's bidding". Who, exactly, decides what this bidding is? Who issues it? Will Chaon play the part of the Daeva, or do we come up with orders that seem appropriate? Do we already have some -orders-? For that matter, how long has it been since we awakened?

 

[Dragon]

This looks pretty interesting, but can there only be one person for each Daeva, or what?

Meaning a reserve if the answer is no~

 

[Chaon]

As of right now, your Master's orders are to completely ensure that no life remains on the planet, which means right now there really is no objective, BUT later on there will be a twist. I just wanted everyone to get a couple of posts up before I dove into the story. I know that Stormecho is going to be away for a week, so we'll have to wait for her as well. In short, the entire Daeva race has a set order right now, but once everyone is comfortable with the RP, I will have my character be a messenger with the new orders from the Magnates. As for your next question, it's impossible for your character to tell how long it's been. He can't tell day from night because of the dust blocking the sun, and so he has no way of knowing when a day has passed.

Dragon, I'm not sure I understand your question. Are you asking if there can only be one Daeva per Magnate? If so the answer is, laughably, no. Magnates command legions of Daeva. It would make no difference to the Magnate if he gained one or two more. I'll reserve if you'd like.

 

[Dragon]

Ariiiight, here we are with a reserve form.

Name: Ruya

Age: 16

Personality: Ruya lives in a kind of blank state of shock, after what she's seen, nothing can really surprise her anymore. She rarely laughs, and when she does, it doesn't sound real. Ruya hasn't smiled since before everything happened.

Magnate Affiliate: Bhethtan, Magnate Lupus

Appearance: Ruya is human shaped in appearance, and would look like a person in a thin fur coat from a distance. She is completely covered in ragged, russet-brown fur. Ruya has the hind legs of a wolf, and her arms are somewhat longer, allowing her to move comfortably on all fours and on her hind legs. Her tailbone extends into a ragged tail about as long as her arm. Her hands have no fingernails, but rather, end in bone hard tips that are covered in fur and could be called claws. The fur on top of her head is a bit longer, giving her the appearance of hair. Ruya's nose and mouth stick out in a muzzle, and her mouth is filled with razor sharp teeth. She wears the remaining scraps of clothing she has left, which is not more than a pant leg and part of a jacket sleeve. Ruya doesn't actually have any genitals to hide, however, and is completely unbothered by this.

History: Ruya was once a happy-go-lucky kid, before everything happened. Her parents had gotten the poison to save them all, but when she woke up afterward, something must have gone wrong, since they were dead. After following a few other people to the Magnates, she somewhat reluctantly, somewhat happily became a Daeva, to leave her old life behind, and maybe get somewhere.

Weapon: Claws, teeth, and the ability to make small or medium sized things out of Hard Light.

There done ahahahaha

 

[sagefo]

I dont know if there are any spots left but-IF SO-I have a bio. Oh, and keep in mind that this is my first entry into an online RP, so expect me to make some mistakes.
*ahem*

Name: Kai

Age: 13

Personality: Quiet, moody and unpredictable. Cold and emotionless on the outside, haunted on the inside. He doesn't kill for pleasure and has a sort of code of honor.

Appearance: Kai has an appearance similiar to a young, thin human male with pale skin and black hair, medium length. He has no eyes, only empty sockets. Three thin lines of human blood run down each cheek, and there is blood smeared around his mouth. He travels by levitating several inches above the ground, and can move quite fast in this manner. He wears battered, padded black leather armor.

Magnate Afiliate: Xask, Magnate Umbrus

History: As a human, Kai rejected most of society and his fellow students at school. He preffered to shut himself in his room and create disturbing, gruesome short stories. In a way, he was happy to become a Daeva because it was like living out one of his dark fantasies. He may have been obsessed with violence as a human, but when he became a Daeva he promised him self that he would not kill animalistically or out of pleasure. He chose the name kai for himself after becoming a Daeva.

Weapon: An ability similiar to Pyrokinesis. Kai can generate powerful, blackish-gray fire in reasonable amounts. He can channel it in certain ways, e.g. shooting it in globs like a projectile, forming a ring around his enemies, etc. Occasionally, in a heated battle, he goes into a sort of temporary rampage. During this rampage, a black aura surrounds him and he can create towering infernos. He is extremely powerful in this form, but doesnt have much control over it and often kills his teammates by accident. This usually lasts around 30 seconds to one minute.



Thats about it. Please consider accepting me if you have room.